the
house of Lord Cochrane--and I have Lord Cochrane's receipt acknowledging
the delivery. You have, at the Ship at Dover, the person pretending to
be Colonel Du Bourg, the aid de camp, in a grey military great coat, in
a scarlet uniform embroidered with gold lace, and he has a star and a
medallion. You have him traced from stage to stage, identified by the
Napoleons with which he is rewarding his postillions; the first
postillion delivers him to the second, the second to the third, and so
on till he is landed in the house of Lord Cochrane. Who went into the
house of Lord Cochrane? Ask Lord Cochrane. It was Mr. De Berenger, and
it is not pretended that any other person entered that house in that
dress, or any thing resembling it; and therefore if I had not any
witness to speak to the identity of the countenance of Mr. De Berenger,
I have proved such a case as no alibi can shake. But add to that the
evidence of identity. I have had much experience in courts of justice,
and much upon the subject of identity, and I declare, I never in my life
knew a case of identity, by the view of countenance, so proved. The
countenance of Mr. De Berenger is not a common one, a person who has
observed it cannot have forgotten it. I do not call merely such persons
as have seen him at the messenger's, or in the court of King's Bench, or
anywhere else. I put the case to the severest test, calling witnesses
who had not seen him since his apprehension, desiring them to survey the
court, Mr. De Berenger sitting, as he has done, undistinguished from
other persons, in no conspicuous situation, and you saw, how one after
another, when their eyes glanced upon his face, recognised him in an
instant as the person who had practised this fraud. Now, gentlemen, if
this were not a case of misdemeanor, but a case in which the life of the
party were to answer for the crime he had committed, I ask, whether
many--many--many guilty men have not forfeited their lives upon
infinitely less evidence than I have given as to the person of Mr. De
Berenger?

Then if Mr. De Berenger was Colonel Du Bourg, what becomes of the
question of hand-writing? The hand-writing of De Berenger to Du Bourg's
letter, was spoken to by Mr. Lavie, who had made particular observation
on his hand-writing, having seen him write at the messenger's. My
learned friend, Mr. Park, says he should not know the hand-writing from
an hour's observation; perhaps not; but this was more than an hour'